My hidden rivers with names I kno… transporting my life with the prop… flowing through my sensitive canal… with the power to determine my des… my fragile life at the mercy of it…

Of life on an upward climb, trudging along sacred trails with weighty packs digging in the weary muscles in the back, toning up the muscles in the legs

The humiliation of the forest nymp… stripped of their clothing from th… teeth of the callous wind that swept through the proud hills… drove them to summon

Between heaven and earth, standing out in front and floatin… directing the assembly of the clou… giants in charge of the traffickin… the blowing of the idle air

In the world outside the wolves ru… free to hunt and kill on Savage I… where God is God and wolves are w… out to kill as the food chain move… Civilization is in the taming yet…

When the itch calls for a remedy, There’s nothing better than a scra… That magical abrasive rubbing, That simple stroking of the finger… That ancient instinctive cure,

I pray that when gossip pursues me with its deadly venom, I can escape from its bite. It is a disease that attacks mankind and then later becomes a plague. Those who can ward it off a...

M-m-m-m-m air of sweet, sweet heav… As Auntie Sweetooth ‘til half pas… Swings with the squirrels and drun… Breaking up the day into halves an… Home of the chocolate paradise of…

Look out Mr. Tom, here he come, The killer man with the axe on the… He cometh your way, so run and hid… No time to think, no time to decid… You’re the turkey he’s coming to g…

What I am is what I am, What is hidden in my soul, What was there and always there, How my denials were rejected, Why non-believers come to believe,

Life After Debussy Life after Debussy “is” life When the music began to breathe With its colors and shapes upon Being resurrected from dark tombs

The Tango, that slithering hot mu… With red and black, silky, smooth… And a throbbing pulse, Reaches out to lovers And wraps around their slender ank…

Damn spam scam plan man smart phone calamity man Sam stationed inside the phone to scare the hell out of you is throwing a conniption

A man dressed in his freshly laundered garb, with arms extended up to heaven, the place he speaks about in words that fly through the holy air,